An Orphan for a wife

Chapter 32: THIRTY-ONE



Chapter 32: THIRTY-ONE

MEGHAN's POV

I opened my eyes when Lucas was no longer beside me. My body hurts a bit. Maybe it was because of

what happened last night.

I could feel the pain in my cheek, as well as my thighs. I got up to do my morning routine. But I was

shocked when I saw myself in the mirror.

I have too many wounds. I also have a lot of bruises on my arm. Was that really what happened last

night?

I undressed my volume, I examined myself naked. I was even more terrified to see the bruises on my

back.

That's why my body hurts so much. Fortunately, my stomach did not hurt. I feel safe my baby.

Instead of washing, I immediately took a shower. I want to feel fresh somehow.

After tidying up, I left the room but Ma'am Amber came up to me. She gave me a bad look before

approaching.

I was surprised when she slapped me. So I quickly backed away.

"You're not just a snatcher, are you? You're also a flirt with someone who just got hit!" she shouted at

me and started to chase me.

"I-I don't understand. What do you mean?" I asked in astonishment. She laughed fake.

"Oh c'mon! Stop pretending whore! Isn't my husband enough? And you even seduced my son?"

I did not answer immediately. I was stunned, how did he know that?

"And you're get pregnant," she said smiling.

I do not know what to explain first. But I thought, no matter what explanation I make, she will not listen.

How did she know everything? Did Jace say?

"Oh what? Why do you seem to have lost your tongue? Aren't my husband and my son still bothering

yo ?!" She approached me so I backed away.

"You're a shameless woman! You're so itchy!" she said as he approached me.

"T-that's not true!"

I was finally able to speak. I don't know why I lost my voice earlier.

But it was too late, he pulled me so I lay down.

"You're a flirt!"

She did not let go of my hair while tweaking me. I held her hand to stop it. But her hand just stuck to my

hair so it was very painful.

"Madame! That's enough!" cry of a maid.

She was restrained so Amber stopped pulling me. I adjusted myself before standing up.

"Stop insulting me, if you don't know everything! Why don't you find out first before you judge me?" I

cried.

"HAHAHAHA And now you feel like a victim ?! What is the hardness of your face?" She looked at me

badly.

"I will not force you to believe. Find out the truth first, before you judge me!"

I walked down the stairs. I lost my appetite so I went straight to the car. Fortunately, Jani did not even

insist on coming.

I need to ventilate. I do not want to be stressed. I might be with my baby.

I stopped at a park. This is the park project of Gov. So I went down.

To this day, my questions remain unanswered. Why all this is happening to me. I hurt Mommy and

Daddy so maybe destiny brings everything back to me.

I cried on a bench near the fountain. I just cried all the insults of the people around me.

Only I can understand myself. Nothing else. Whatever explanation I make, if their minds and ears are

closed. Ignore it too. I just believe, that I am not that kind of person. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"I can still ..." I said while looking at the emptiness.

I amused myself, I walk around the park. While looking at people. There is a family near me that they

are happy with.

Suddenly my heart pierced, I suddenly went back to the past. I never even experienced taking a walk

outside with my family. Francine is purely with them on the business trip. I did not instill resentment in

them before.

I was happy, but it only broke when they showed that Francine was more important than me.

I grew up when I was not with my family, I grew up alone only when I was approached in times of

sadness. I grew up far away from them.

It looks like it will happen again to my future son, no recognized father. He is a man who asks where his

father is or who his real father is.

I did not notice that I was crying, so I wiped the tears from my cheeks.


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